To and through the heart

She moved to follow him. Kerosene proceeded, venturing down the dark hole and slowing his pace a bit as the darkness swallowed him. He stepped carefully, testing the ground before he put his weight on it so as not to run into anything or encounter any sudden pitfalls. He did decent and was only forced to back peddle a few times to avoid any jarring rocks or obstacles.

They proceeded, venturing further until the edges of this hall closed in around him. His shoulders were stuck and if he poked his nose further, he found himself at a dead end. "It stops," he announced before stepping backwards and bumping into her. He grunted, stilled, and waited until she allowed him a bit of space before they returned to their original destination.

That corridor was a bust. Kerosene picked up a rock and set it in front of the entrance, a marker so they'd know not to try that route again.